Page 12 - The Tale of Mrs. Tittlemouse Ebook

MRS.TITTLEMOUSE went on her way to a distant storeroom, to fetch cherry- stones and thistle-down seed
for dinner.
A ll along the passage she sniffed, and looked at the floor.
"I smell a smell of honey; is it the cowslips outside, in the hedge? I am sure I can see the marks of little dirty feet.”